Quinn Steele

Author. Fellow human.

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Insider’s Look – Untouchable

Untouchable sand and darkness substance drained a leaky trail I feel no pain she watches me and I am still breathing softly wasted thrill I slit her throat and gouge her eyes Still. she watches trapped inside I wrote this during a pivotal transformation. I had torn my life down to bare bones, running from…
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Insider’s Look – You Hold All the Space

You Hold All the Space special, they tell me fall so fast gone, their sight on me they grasp paw and cling, won’t change a thing you and you and you you bring what follows you becomes enough darkness now my candle snuffed This is about my lifelong struggle to balance my need to be…
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Lost in the Clamor

This is an excerpt from the book I’m working on: I become lost in the clamor of everyone else’s needs, desires, fears, and longings. As someone who desperately wants others to find their truth, this becomes dangerous. I’ve felt unsafe for most of my life. Even within the context of my most intimate relationships, I…
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Still

This is one from my one-word challenge, where people give me one word and I write a poem using that word. Still Drip. Swirls of chaos Drip. Overwhelm Drip. I can’t do this Drip. I am done Drip. Take a breath now Drip. Settle in Drip. Let it warm you Drip. Go within Drip. Doesn’t…
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